“The course of true love never did run smooth.” “Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander everywhere.” – Puck “The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.” “I am that merry wanderer of the night.” “Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.” Midsummer Nights Dream, Midsummer Night’S, Mid Summer, French 1832, Night Dream, Night S, Night Art, Night Time, Gustave Dore
